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Little tiny blob, you weren't born today
But there'll come the day when you'll be
More than just a thought on my troubled head
They'll grab my nose, your small chubby hands

Oh, tiny bastard, I hope I'm alive when you're born
If I'm not, tell everybody I love them all
From the sick of the mind to the sick of the body
The preacher, the hooker, the saint
From the ones that rape little children
To the ones that make them insane

I love them all 'cause they're human
And as human they are of my kin
All the differences, they are nothing
To the things deep under the skin

I said that I love them, and I always will
Doesn't mean I have to agree
Love is not about sweetness
It's caring about to see

Through the clouds
That are found
All around
Shaped

Like hairless apes in a liquor store
Trying to look very smart
It's damn annoying I know
But they are just like you are

And you'll feel different all your life
If you come after your dad
I just hope that you have her eyes
And her will to make all things fair

You're not born but you have a mother
I see you on the lines of her face
If it's not here, then it's no one
I won't settle for second place

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from Rough Beginnings, released November 20, 2021

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John C. Blackthorn Lisbon, Portugal

A songwriter trying to make music without getting lost on that which is superfluous.

A pity I'm always lost

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